Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might strange and beautiful. You might feel disembodied,..
boundless, spinning through space..."

Madrox]
me,
the one you see in dreams
or sinner,
the message is in the mixture
Ugly as they come
Raised the dirt and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my tree and out my
In the alley, a gat looking to bash your head wit it
Watch your blood drain skull onto the ground
And ya to my grave where you will never be found

Madrox]
me,
Not a fuck again
unstoppable and crazy I have to pretend
Not Rocky, but I'm sure to rock your
Drink saki, I'm smokin' monkey paw

me,
kids call me Louie
Cause my slugga rides by my on the daily,
It to me
It tells me who to on (ride on)
We are a team and your life we decide on (C'mon)

You you know me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a puddle of
Smokin' a fat ass blunt cuttin' it up WHUT??
Feelin' really lonely, and all my homies are
At least that's what the in my head
said

HEY!!

[Shaggy 2
me all up in your mug dont get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya lips all up.
I stop my rims stop too.
Then i peel back out on ya face ya motha you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm fucked up and, I got a hostage and the
are makin me mad.
Negotiations fell watch it on the news because i shot that
fucka right in plain view.
[Shaggy 2
That's me, What bitch? You got to say?
Why my knuckles always got you teeth all up in em? (ooo)
I em. Why ya face so rough?
duct tape on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You think you me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Anybody
That's me behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those strange sounds, in ya starin.
Knockin over cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian from the streets, I'm a ghetto model.

J]
That's me in a clown wig, a machete.
Pig on my chest to bring the party like confetti.
me spittin wicked shit, fuck hardcore
I throw knives in the crowd and em runnin for the door.
[Anybody
That's me, that's right you shoulda a little better.
I be motha fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the inside ya favorite drink.
Then sit back and laugh and watch that fat ass shrink.

J]
That's me, the pussy popper, neck chopper.
Swingin blades a helicopter. Murder alotta.
That's me and notice I'm for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal booth and blow (shit the fuck up.... so shut the fuck up.)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)